“Dance with Me.” This is what I hear the most from God. When I am questioning or doubting, and I am searching for hope, I hear, “Come and dance with Me, and you will be renewed.” When things are going well, and I am praising God, I hear, “Come and dance with Me, and we’ll celebrate.” When I am hurting, and I feel like I can’t go on, I hear, “Come and dance with Me, and I will give you rest.”
I started dancing when I was three, and I started teaching when I was 16. Throughout my life, there are many days when the only reason I got out of bed was to go and dance. It was my safe haven. It was the only place where I truly felt like I belonged. And it was the only place where I connected with me.
I knew about God growing up. I was raised in the Catholic church – went to a Catholic school unitl I was a junior in high school. But I didn’t really know God until I was 23. Since then, dance has changed for me. It is still my safe haven, but I realize why God has given me this talent. Not only is it my connection to me, it is my connection to God. I have never felt closer to Him than when I dance. When I am on stage, there is no one else around – it is only me and God. I dance for Him.
My faith began because God spoke to me in the only language I knew at the time – dance. Now, He continues to speak to me through dance. I feel like the person He created me to be when I’m dancing. It is my form of worship. Dancing with my Daddy – there is no better place to be.